Points of view
Your weekly dose of fresh poetry #118
Mountains look
so small from the window
of a plane. - Consider multiple
points of view to fully
understand.
Getting up there, high in the sky literally changes perspective. You see the world from a completely different angle. If you are in a plane and you’re high enough, even the tallest mountains seem small.
In every part of your life, especially when it involves other human beings, it’s good to realize there is another point of view, another angle to look at things, and maybe even some things you simply can’t see from where you stand. Remember that feeling of being up there in the sky and looking down? Remember that there are other points of view that are also valid.
Be kind. Always.
PS: Most of the poems I write are in the tritriplicata form. A poetic form I created myself. If you want to know more about it, read the ultimate FAQ. And try it yourself one day. You may like it.
PS2: Read on for Poetics in life and Poetry elsewhere
Poetics in life
We all need a hug sometimes. Or all the time. Especially this month. Feel hugged:
Sure it can be tempting to get yourself sucked into a debate. Like about whether that thing we have a World Cup going on for now is called football or soccer (it’s both, I’m convinced since earlier this week). Just watch this video. It’s a good mirror for how most discussions go these days, and how quickly and randomly they can turn ugly. Don’t do that. Be nice, be kind. Always.
For those of you who are not overly familiar with football - yes, I mean the soccer-kind - this magical moment shows perfectly the joy of the beautiful game:
Poetry elsewhere
In the storm of the internet and now web3, I still love going into bookstores. The great ones make you feel at home and celebrate the books and the stories that you can find within. If I would ever build a bookstore, it would be a place where exactly what the wonderful Alex Price has written about in this poem could happen. Enjoy, and please follow him on Twitter if you’re on there:
Jon O or jaw no, the beauty of web3 is that you can choose your identity. A bit like it was in the old days of the internet of bulletin boards. Well, I wasn’t on those, but that all is a different story for another time. The poet hiding behind the identities Jon O and jaw no is writing gripping poems, like this one: Nouveau Riche.
Change. I think you can best embrace it, because it is happening. With or without you. So, when I see a poem with the same sentiment, I like it. Read this poem, Change, by Andrea Soverini:
Lovely sentiment Arijan :)